Round

[Intro: Low Whispered Lead; Normal Pacing; 75 BPM; Sudden Sparse Breakdown; Soft Piano] The horses sleep With open eyes. I keep a storm They'd recognize. [Smooth Transition] [Verse 1: Rhythmic Melodic Lead; Normal Pacing; Crisp Short Syllables; Steady Waltz] Clip the ticket, lift the chain, Wipe the silver after rain. Small wave, shy smile, polished brass, I watch the laughing riders pass. They call me gentle, call me sweet, The girl who sweeps beneath their feet. But when I hum to test the lights, The wooden horses shake their sides. [Smooth Transition] [Pre-Chorus: Low Whispered Lead; Normal Pacing] Tonight the wheel has lost its tune. A loose wire sparks beneath the moon. I reach to call somebody's name— My own voice rises through the frame. [Brief Dramatic Silence; Smooth Transition] [Chorus: Explosive Full-Ensemble Entrance; Soaring High Lead; Normal Pacing] Round, heart, round! Wake the wonder underground. Let my hidden weather ring Through every painted, broken wing. [Lead: Abrupt Descent to Deep Low Register] I have thunder in my chest. [Lead: Return to Soaring Melody] It can sing and still be gentle. Round, heart, round! [Backing Response: Distant and Brief] Round, heart, round. [Smooth Transition] [Rap: Rhythmic Lead; Normal Pacing; Half-Time Feel; Temporary 4/4] No crown, no cape, just a ring of keys, A little red rust on my dungarees. I know which horse has a splintered mane, Which brass bell rattles before the rain. I kept my voice like a tool on a shelf, Used every other one except myself. Now one clear note makes the rafters bend— I take a breath and I sing again. [Smooth Transition] [Bridge: Low Whispered Lead; Normal Pacing; Switch to 3/4; Sparse Tin Whistle Responses] One step... The dust lets go. Two steps... The lanterns glow. Three steps... I